Word: gifts
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Reader Paul W. Capor [Sept. 10] has a good sense of humor. He sees the oil that has been hitting U.S. beaches because of the accident in the Mexican well as a gift. We Mexicans, however, haven't felt that way about the salt the U.S. has sent us for years, day after day, in the water of the Colorado River. We haven't even been lucky enough to scrape it off our valley...
Gold! It has again become the stuff of greedy legend. Once coveted by kings as a gift from the gods, guarded by dragons, bloodily pursued by conquistadors and hapless Forty-Niners, it is sought today as the world's safest and most dramatically rewarding investment in what seems to be a steadily sinking world economy...
...frequently been regarded as foreign and its adherents as mindless followers of an alien despot. When the Pope, following the example of the monarchs of Europe, sent over a block of marble to be included in the Washington Monument under construction in the 1840s, an angry mob threw the gift into the Potomac. Closer to home, an equally unpleasant mob burned to the ground the Ursuline Convent and made the life of the Catholic minority in Boston uncomfortable indeed...
While Jimmy Carter tried to outrun the attack-rabbit story, Daughter Amy bade goodbye to her maverick mongrel Grits. Born on Election Day 1976, Grits was a gift to the First Daughter from Verona Meeder, her fifth-grade teacher. The dog was returned, presidential aides insisted, because its mother had died, leaving Mrs. Meeder canineless. As usual, however, there were leaks in high places. One was that Amy's pet was sent back because, after 2½ years, it still was not White House broken. · It may be the only gym that contributes profits to California...
...British Columbia, the wooded mountains of Vermont, the scrub of Louisiana and the streets of New York. He carried a supply of solitude in and a supply of observations out. In his essay (Walking the Dead Diamond River) and travel books (Notes from the Century Before), he displayed a gift for elegy that made the city as remote as the boondock, and a knack for seeing the familiar for the first time. In Africa, it is the unfamiliar that moves him. After flying, bouncing and sliding around the continent's largest nation, Hoagland learns more than he needs...